[Intro: Drego]
Told baby bring the—
I just told baby bring the lean

[Chorus: Drego]
We could pour whatever you want
I just told baby bring the lean
Bitch, we gon' get farther than close
My dog shoot the bag to Tennessee
We used to shoot the bag to West V
I caught the groovy bitch on the screen
I stick it in, she say, "Mmm," Master P
I ask her would she lay down for me?
I ask her would she do the time for me?

[Verse 1: Babys World]
If he a hundred times a hundred, that's a friend of me
Two-forty, I just hit the bag to Tennessee
Most important, pay the rent, bring thе half to me
Twenty cent for a wrist, thеy bust it back for free
My Uncle Fetty keep the bricks with the match on me
Niggas on me [?] put the tax on [?]
Twenty-six for a 'bow, I ain't frontin' these
Fifteen for a show or I won't agree
Me, Drego, and 4 poured a pint a piece
Lay low and make pros, that's the life of [?]
Me and Los keep a roll, what's the price a G?
[?] people hoes, that's a night [?]
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